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Dec 2021
My weakness is myself,
Afraid to disappoint the voice that begs for more.
The thoughts used to never end,
Only way to shut them up was to listen.
My weakness was myself,
I knew how to cause pain better than anyone.
Written by
Blake  24/FTM
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